Cookbooks And Recipes To Convince People You Know What You're Doing
I picked up my love of cooking from my grandparents, one on either side of the family. My mother's mother always had the ingredients on hand for a cake or a fresh batch of dinner rolls, and it didn't take much to convince her to bust them out. My father's father, on the other hand, was a man who lived to feed his community. He grew up during the Depression, and nothing gave him more joy than laying out a giant table of food and sitting back to watch his loved ones eat. I learned the joy of good food from both of them.
